Sometimes there is
nothing
but a natural flow,
a stopping —
not needing
to analyze or fix
or try so hard
to heal —
only deep connection
and gratitude
for those who are able
to meet us
in this place.
Tag: healing
Out of Nothingness
After a while,
it was most natural
to be the space
beyond words,
that strangely familiar place
where thought formed
out of nothingness
as quiet prayers
once known only
as far-away whispers
triggering some long-forgotten
memory of a time
when I was not
separate from the space
within my heart.
Even Now
There is a place
in my heart
where peace exists.
Whatever is
around me,
however I am feeling,
there is peace
here —
even now.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
Where There Is Nothing
I honor
all that is
unfolding.
And I hold
this space
where there is
nothing
to be sorted out
or healed.
Amen
Remembrance
Perhaps the most
beautiful part
of transformation
is knowing
the place of
in-between —
that first intimate,
still moment
of remembrance
that these are
tender times —
right here,
when no thought
of some distant goal
appears sweeter
and all past memories
take on the taste
of that one moment
of purity
forever.
Transformed
It had not been
an easy path.
But the memories
of the journey
were sweet.
Wounded places
had transformed
themselves into
treasured tender spaces.
Thoughts of separation
had become
prayers of gratitude
and support
to all parts
still in transformation —
arising out of
and leading
safely back to
this now treasured
space within
our deepest hearts.
To Be Free
And so
I gathered up
all that had once
held me back,
all those
in-your-face
old triggers
that once caused
deep pain.
I gathered up all
the memories
of all the times
and all the present
stories and thoughts
of people
and situations
that were
dishonoring.
And with a prayer,
I flung it all
as far as I could —
to be recycled —
to be free.
A Little Deeper Down
In place of
the disconnect
and old dialogues
that used to happen,
all that was
in support of
the deepest kind
of healing
began to rise up.
Old wounds were
honored,
not acted out —
not sifted through.
There was a
new network
of support —
firmly held in place
from a little deeper
down.
Never Again
AlI I had struggled with
for so long
on the surface
appeared much different
from the center
of my heart.
All of my
wounded places
were seen through
as parts of a whole
to be honored.
And that 3D reality
I had struggled with
began to,
ever so subtly —
shift…
from the deep
compassion there
in the holding
of each fractured piece
of my own heart
from within.
And I vowed to
never again let go
of this place,
no matter what
appeared on the surface.
Manipulating the surface
seemed a little silly
after that.
This Sacred Space
Let us be
steadfast
in our own
evolution.
Let us remain
centered in our own
deepest hearts,
moved to action
from this place
and not the shifting
ground around us.
Help us to hold
this sacred space
above all else.
Amen
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